When the Dark Protector heard the voice, he immediately stepped forward to report: "Master, this is already the twentieth wave of people, and all major forces are involved!" ”

"None of them will be left!" Duanmu Chen's face was frosty, he really didn't expect that a piece of non-existent news could make so many people come to die regardless of it, he really underestimated the influence of the ancient gods.

Those who tried to break in and rob the key to obtain the location of the treasure of the ancient god were all killed by the disciples of Xuantian Palace, but these are those who lost their minds because of the word "treasure", and more people are smart to live in the inn, as long as they pay attention to Duanmu Chen's movements at all times, are they afraid that he will not be able to escape?

It was already dawn, and finally no one broke in in vain to seize the key, and the disciples of Xuantian Palace began to clean the small courtyard, and the corpse was pulled down, and the blood was washed away by clean water, as if there was no such thing as the bloody night last night.

"Little Sister Lei, with you in charge, these little fleas still dare to come in and be presumptuous, go on, chop them!" Feng Qingyi held the straw in his mouth, tired of Lei Protector, and provoked.

Lei Protector slapped it over: "Feng Qingyi, get away from the old lady, and say another word, the old lady will chop you first!" ”

"Lalala, Lei Xiaomei is angry again, lalala, Lei Xiaomei no one wants it, lalala......"

Feng Qingyi put his hands behind his back, held straw in his mouth, took figure-eight steps, and his upper body shook and circled around the Thunder Protector.

The three Dharma protectors of Dark Jinyun tried to hold back their laughter, and only Feng Qingyi was not afraid of Sister Lei.

Lei Protector clenched his fists, his knuckles crackling, and she couldn't hold back her punches anymore when Feng Qingyi circled around her for the tenth time.

The courtyard was filled with the roar of the Thunder Protector and the screams of the wind, and the two voices were intertwined, making everyone's spirits much lighter.

In the room, Duanmu Chen was bringing his handsome face to Yue Qing, begging for favor: "Qing'er, there is still medicinal juice sticking on your face, rub it!" ”

The corners of Yue's mouth twitched, she always felt that this state was too intimate, even though she no longer rejected Duanmu Chen's closeness in her heart.

"Qing'er, if you don't do it again, this face will be ruined!" Duanmu Chen's face was about to stick to her face, and Yue Qing had to raise her hands in surrender and pick up the towel in resignation......

At this time, Yue Xiaoxuan sat up in a daze, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and muttered, "Daddy, you have to do your own things!" ”

Yue sneered softly and slipped the towel into his hand.

"Mother, hug!" Yue Xiaoxuan stretched out her little hand, nestled into Yue's arms, rubbed her chest and said, "Mother, you haven't washed Xiaoxuan's face for a long time!" ”

Duanmu Chen, who was wiping his face, paused, glanced at Yue Xiaoxuan and said, "Who said that you did your own thing?" ”

Yue Xiaoxuan blinked, and a sly flashed in her clear eyes: "Daddy, you dare to compare with a milk doll, so ashamed!" ”

His voice was cute and soft, like a gentle spring water poured into people's hearts.

"Stinky boy, dare to laugh at your daddy!" Duanmu Chen hugged Yue Xiaoxuan and kept tickling him.

Yue Xiaoxuan rolled into a ball in his arms with a smile.

Yue gently looked at the two fathers and sons who were together, her eyes were bent into a half-moon shape, and it would be good if she could live with such laughter and laughter every day.

As soon as her thought came to her, an annoying voice sounded outside the door.